You have a certain way with words, you use them very well,
To enchant me, and enclasp me, as you cast your poet's spell.
I never know, which way they'll go, or where they'll lead me to,
But I know these rhyming journeys end, with me alongside you.

So I listen to your poetry, and let you weave your dreams,
Embossed in love's bright startdust, and encased in clear moonbeams.
Yes, your rhymes have taken aim, and most surely hit their mark,
For they've found their way across the sea, and deftly claimed my heart.

 © Aurora Antonovic

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